Date: Mon, 26 May 2008 14:55:47 -0400
From: J
Subject: DOCTOR WHO, JESSE AND JEREMY 84

This episode and so many others were affected by John Blackburn, creator,
artist and writer, of the Coley character from the comic books...I'm glad
to say I had many conversations with him and he was very kind to me...this
storyline is dedicated to him...
http://www.gayleague.com/gay/characters/display.php?id=170

I also dedicate any chapter with the Patrick Stewart Doctor to Mary Jensen
who passed on in 2001 and who had a Patrick web page...

http://members.tripod.com/~PatrickStewart/pstewart.html

And now a new adventure for the new Doctor, Jesse and Jeremy begins right
now on BB...

DOCTOR WHO, JESSE AND JEREMY   84

The Monastery of Meddling Monks

"Jeremy, look!"  Jesse pointed to a bald man who was taller than most of
the monks. The monks from the first staircase were crowding into him as he
tried to protest. They crowded him down the steps but then away from Jesse
and Jeremy. Some of the crowd of monks filled the area between the crowd
with the bald man...Patrick Stewart...and Jesse and Jeremy. Jesse jumped
over two of the monks' arms that held him away from the man, "Is that the
Doctor??? Jeremy, I think that one's the Doctor...."

The impassive faces of the monks came closer and closer....hands out..."You
will not be allowed to live..."

"Doctor!!!!"  Jeremy and Jesse both yelled... "Doctor!"

"They must be allowed to live!"  The Patrick Stewart Doctor yelled.

"Doctor!!!!"

The eyes of the monks filled Jesse and Jeremy's vision as they were
completely pressed by the throng

"...not allowed to live..."

"here..."

"You will not be allowed to live here."

"We don't want to live here!"  Jesse yelled, "We just want to see the
Doctor if he's here!"

"Get offa me!"  Jeremy yelled and pushed the monks in front of him and
elbowed some of the monks behind him.

One tall monk pushed through the rest. "Stop this, stop this. All of you,"
he turned to Jesse and Jeremy, "Cease this useless fidgeting."

Jesse and Jeremy stopped struggling and the monks around them did the
same. Jeremy looked at the tall monk. He was bald, had wrinkles and looked
incredibly old. He wore a red robe tinged with under yellow robes. "Who are
you?"  Jeremy asked, calming down.

"I am Brother Firtusec," he bowed slightly. "You are intruders here."

"We know," Jesse sighed, looking at the monks to either side of him, "We
got that idea already."

"Don't you monks have something about taking in people who need help?"
Jeremy wiped his mouth with his arm.

Firtusec flinched.  "You may stay for a time. We have
rooms. Food. Drink. You will be safe here."  He turned, "Brothers Sectuthir
and Thirtufour will show you to your rooms."  Those two came
forward. Thirtufour was wearing a bright white wig and sported a great big
gleaming smile, one that was too friendly for either Jesse or Jeremy. The
fake smile gave them both the creeps. Sectuthir was bald. As the others,
these two wore make up and it was obvious.

Before Jesse could protest, Firtusec added, "Separate rooms. There is no
tolerance for ...intolerant acts under our roofs."

"He means sex," Jeremy stated blatantly.

"I know what he means," Jesse snapped.

"That man? Is he the Doctor?"  Jeremy asked.

"We have no doctors here."

Jesse added, "We mean is his name the Doctor?"

"We have no doctors here."

Jeremy relaxed, "What we mean is do you have someone, a stranger who may
have dropped in, seemingly from nowhere, say recently or in the past, I
dunno, ten to thirty years ago?"

"We know how strange that sounds."  Jesse added.

"What about that one, the one we saw?"

"Brother Ustinbefor..."

"What strange names..."

"Jesse..."  Jeremy scolded.

"...is not of right mind of recent. We shall help him. He needs no outside
influences. In fact, that may be what has made him worse. You may be."

"He seemed to not want us to be hurt," Jeremy added.

"He knows, deep down, that we hurt no one. His dementia is that he wants
all who stray here to stay here. Go to your rooms.  Separate rooms,
separate beds. Rest. Wake, sleep, eat, drink."

"Be merry?"  Jesse interjected.

"Then leave."

"I guess that means there's no chance of us seeing Brother Ustinbefor?"
Jeremy raised his eyebrows.

"That is out of the question."  Firtusec nodded, "We are honored to serve
you. Brothers?"  He nodded to the two he assigned to the boys.

The two waved a path ahead for them and they followed. They moved to the
steps ahead and went up to it. Jeremy and Jesse kept looking at the steps
the other crowd had taken Ustinbefor. Jesse whispered, "They're all wearing
make up...they're all transvestites..."

At their rooms, the entire structure made of cold brown and gray stone, a
thick stone door was opened. It had carvings into it to make it look
furnished and it had some designs on it, hawks, circles, figure eights. And
a door knob and a key hole and a knocker with a gargoyle face on
it. "Ekkk," Jesse looked around, "Can't say I favor your interior decorator
much."

Sectuthir opened the door and waved his hand, "This is your room, mouthy
one," he smiled and when he did, the two boys didn't feel it was a fake one
like Brother Thirtufour.

"Thanks, it looks..."  Jesse looked in. There was enough room, but it was
sparse. The bed was comfortable enough looking and there was a huge window
with red curtains. A small lamp hung from above and there was a dresser of
wood and a night table. The bed had long drape-like coverings on it, also
red. "Adequate..."

"Your clothes," Thirtufour bowed.

"My what?"  Jesse asked.

"Take off your clothes."

Jesse snorted, "Brother, we've only just met..."

"They must be soiled," Sectuthir stated, plainly. "We shall take them to be
cleaned."

"Yes, those such as yourselves must have soiled their clothing..."

Jesse took off his jacket and shoved it at Thirtufour, quickly took off his
shoes, socks off and then his pants and shoved all those to him as
well. Then he removed his shirt.  The Brothers' eyes widened. "Yeah, yeah,
I know, I know, no applause, just throw chrysanthemums. Not that you two
are the chrysanthemum wearing type. Which leads me to ask, you guys
don't....you know, don't have one of these, do you?"  Jesse took his dick
into both hands and shoved it up at them and dipped his hips, then threw
them up at the two monks.

Jeremy put a hand to his mouth and stifled a laugh.

"Uh, uh, no, no we haven't."

"What kind of aliens are you, anyway?"

Jeremy stepped in, "Jesse, might I remind you that on this planet, you and
I are the aliens."

"Yeah, yeah, thanks for the Earth 2-Lost In Space reminder," Jesse smiled,
"See you soon."

"Sooner," Jeremy waved.

The two brothers showed Jeremy to his room. Jesse shut the door to his room
and looked around. He took down the bedspread. "Nothing much to do in here
cept jerk off or go to sleep. Which one...hmmmm."  He rocked back and forth
a bit holding out both hands, trying to figure it out. "Am kinda tired..."

He went to the door and looked out the keyhole. He saw two other monks out
there, just standing, both facing his door, both staring.

Jesse gulped, "Yeah, whatever. Guess they wanna watch..."  Their eyes met
his. They seemed to know he was looking...how could they see him this far
away? He kept looking at them and, after a time, was sure they knew he was
but that didn't deter him from stopping. "Wonder who can watch who
longer..."

Before long, a knock startled him. It came from his window. He went to it,
careful not to open it outward as it would knock whatever or whomever it
was out on the ledge. "Just as I suspected," Jesse said as he opened one
side and brought the naked and very cold Jeremy back inside. With only one
bit of snow falling off out of his hair and only one sneaker on his right
foot, Jeremy shivered and hugged himself. Jesse took off the bedspread and
wrapped it around him. "Are you crazy?"

"I..."  Jeremy said. "That thick ledge connects your room and my room..."

Jesse grabbed his own dick and held it with one hand while throwing his arm
around the bed spread wearing but otherwise naked Jeremy, "And this thick
hedge usually connects my front to your back...you're nuts..."

"We shouldn't have...shouldn't have let them take everything..."

Jesse rubbed Jeremy, "We're their guests, how were we gonna stop them doing
that?"

"We have to find the Doctor..."  Jeremy shivered as Jesse lead him to the
bed and sat him down.

"But you could have used the door..."

"I didn't want them to see me," Jeremy said. "Two outside your door, too?"

"Yeah," Jesse said, "The creepy things."  Jesse put his head on Jeremy's
shoulder from the side, while rubbing him, "Better?"

"Warmer, yeah," Jeremy said.

"Don't do that again," Jesse said, patronizingly, "What were you thinking?
You could have fallen off or frozen out there."

"I ...brrrr. I didn't want you to be alone," Jeremy said.

"Ahhh, you're such a liar, you just want to fuck me," Jesse smiled.

Jeremy nodded, "That, too."

Jesse happened to look down at Jeremy's feet, "Hey, what's with the one
sneaker?"

Jeremy took the Nike off and lifted to him, "For you. If we have to be
separated again, you can take it to bed with you so that, you know I'm
never too far from you."

Jesse's heart warmed. He held it to his cheek, "You...you're so gay."

"I know. So're you."

"Yeah. Well, I guess before this whole mess started you must've been
watching THE CURE again, didn't you?"

Jeremy looked sheepish and nodded.

Jesse continued, "Brad Renfro marathon?

Not making direct eye contact and frowning on one side of his face, Jeremy
nodded yes.

"That's so cute," Jesse kissed Jeremy's cheek and hugged the sneaker to
himself.  "Cold yet?"

"Things are heating up," Jeremy said and he opened the bed spread that was
around himself.  "In fact..."  he stood up and opened the bed spread to
reveal his cock, uncut, long and thick.  "I'm quite hot..."

"I'll say..."  Jesse stood up behind him and wrapped him from behind and
put two hands to the front of his pal and began to massage the upper shaft.

"No, I mean there's some form of heat coming in..."

Jesse frowned as Jeremy walked away from him.  "There's no sign of a
heating vent or oil system or anything like that..."  He moved to the back
of Jeremy again, his own dick, uncut and hanging, now standing to attention
straight up his own lithe body.

Jeremy walked to the wall on the far side away from the bed.  "It's...I
think it..."  he put his hand flat against the wall, then the other
hand. "...it's these walls. They're generating heat somehow."

Jesse hugged Jeremy from behind, "So're you..."


Jeremy felt but ignored him...for the moment. He turned, feeling the rest
of the wall toward the corner where it met the wall the door was on. "I
mean...this place seems so much Earth like, right, the style...the feel..."

"Feel..."  Jesse shut his eyes, laid his head on the bed spread covered
back of Jeremy and put his hands to Jeremy's thighs and moved them from
there back toward his dick shaft beginnings.

"...but the truth is...the walls, they are somehow generating heat as
if...as if they're alive..."

"Alive," Jesse's dick met bed spread and he used his knee to shift it into
Jeremy's behind-knee where his leg bends.

Jeremy buckled a bit but moved his head as to get his now long hair out of
his face. "...the monks, the architecture, it all seems so ...so human but
really this place is as alien as anything we've ever seen...only not
physically."

Jesse withdrew his hands and frustrated, took the bed spread off Jeremy's
shoulders and tossed it to the floor. He put his hands around Jeremy's
shoulders and drew the boy toy to himself. "It...it's so exotic here, so
warm, so far away from what we know and we're both here, together. I
fucking love you!"

Jeremy kissed Jesse's mouth after staring into his eyes for a time. They
moved their lips over each other deftly, slowly. Carefully. Jeremy hugged
Jesse and from put both hands behind his back and rubbed up his back
muscles, up and down, up and down.  Jesse rubbed his nose on Jeremy's nose
and feigned a bite to his upper lip, then licked Jeremy's lower lip and
upper lip and then ever so softly put his on his lover's. Jesse breathed
into his lover's mouth and parted lips, to whisper, "if I were on the
internet write now, you'd make my spelling go awry..."

"Don't you mean away?"  Jeremy gasped before smacking Jesse's lips with his
own tongue and then his own lips. They stood like that for a long time,
warmed by the strange alien walls, kissing, their bodies taking the heat
and making it their own, and reverberating their own right back at the
walls.  Jesse took his mouth down to Jeremy's neck, at first nuzzling the
side of it but then moving onto the front of it, kissing, rubbing his nose
on it, and licking. He kissed all around it to the other side as Jeremy put
his head up but then Jeremy couldn't take it any more and started to nuzzle
Jesse's ear and kiss it and then down toward Jesse's cheek. He felt Jesse's
hand tingling along his sides, hitting several erogenous zones, making him
tingle and actually jump involuntarily. Their breath mingled with each
other, hit each other's necks and mouths. Their hair hung loosely on each
other's breasts. Both moaned lightly. Jesse started to get louder but
Jeremy gasped, "Jesseee, Jessaaahh, don't make too much noise or the
dickless'll hear..."

"Let em," Jesse nuzzled down Jeremy's chest and licked up the crevice
between pectoral muscles. He held onto the sides of Jeremy's body and
rubbed up with his tongue. He found the chin and licked up to the mouth and
bit...lightly...the lower lip and went back inside the mouth with his
tongue.

"Oh God," Jeremy gasped, "Mmmm, so glad they took our clothes. It gives me
a good reason to..."  He took Jesse's arms off himself and lead him,
holding his hands after sliding his own hands up, fingers feeling gently,
up and up to his fingers, interlocking as he wanted his penis to do with
Jesse's ...orifices, to make himself one with Jesse, to enter him and enjoy
being one with him. He reached the side of the bed and wanted to put Jesse
over it but Jesse moved into Jeremy's hard body, their shafts sword
fighting of their own accord between them. Jeremy jerked up Jesse's lower
boy belly, "...do this."

Jeremy began to grind his baby against Jesse's but this time more slowly
than he ever had before. His erect penis thickened and glistened as pre cum
covered the head and dripped down the underside, the head seemed to split
of its own and emit more, more that dripped over the tip and headed his
way, dribbling down the top side of the shaft. He swallowed and Jesse rose
on the balls of his feet to rise against Jeremy's groin, the feeling
cementing them to each other, the tingling, the warm skin against warm
skin, the gentle hot air...their dicks hit places on their bodies that they
didn't know what to call...places near the hip, above the dick, but in the
general area.

Jeremy laid Jesse's upper body across the top of the bed while moving
himself over him. He then gently took Jesse's legs and put them up on the
bed. Jeremy laid on top of him and as he did, he kissed him, placing two
fingers under Jesse and up into his anus. Jesse gasped and moaned as Jeremy
slid the fingers in slow and easy... "ohahhhahhh..."

Jesse tingled all over, the tingling springing from the area Jeremy put his
fingers in. He jerked under Jeremy, their legs tangled, their dicks stiff
and fighting for room with each other.  "GOaaaaaaddddduh!"

Jeremy kissed Jesse's mouth again and then moved down to his chest, mid
pectorals. He licked up and down, swerving to encompass the left nipple,
hard as rock. He breathed heavily onto Jesse's chest, which made him all
the more hotter. Jeremy moved down to the ribs, fingers etching inside
Jesse's anus, moving up and down, sometimes together, sometimes separately
of each other, causing Jesse to squirm and gasp unbelievably. Jeremy licked
down to Jesse's navel, stabbed it with his tongue and kissed it, and then
tongued all the lower belly down to the dick, which was spurting up hard as
rock. Jesse gasped. "Hold it in, love god!"  Jeremy laughed and kissed the
slit head, getting pre cum all over his lips and then he tongued his own
lips and placed them just over the dick head. Jesse could feel the lips
hovering just over it, barely touching.

"Cocccccckkk tease, do it, man, do it!"

"I will," Jeremy barely said in a whisper of tease. He put his lips on the
cock and began to suck him off at the same time as plugging his anus with
his fingers, Jesse half on his back and half on his side. Jeremy sucked
from one side up and down, slowly at first; and poked fingers in from the
other. Jesse felt agony and ecstasy.

Jesse grabbed the back of Jeremy's head with both hands and held on as the
head moved up and down his dick shaft, the entire length fuming with saliva
and pre cum and soon enough cum, which Jeremy took into his mouth, letting
precious little slip out but some did slip out and lubricated the shaft
even more, making the feelings of dry, semi-dry, and total wetness combine
with the hot inside of Jeremy's oral cavity! Jesse gasped out a large yell!
"SHITTTTTTTTTTTBOYIIIIIIIIIIEEEE!"

The whole body tingling stretched from his anus to a new vibrating
sensation that seemed to connect Jeremy's fingers with Jeremy's
tongue...RIGHT THROUGH HIM...while giving him this solid sensation
spearheading through his anus to his dick and in between, a solid line of
jerking off and flesh and liquid and soft tongue and hard fingers and he
couldn't tell which was which! It all gelled together. Jeremy gasped
louder, "OHHHHHHH
SHITTTTTBOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFUCKMEEEEEEEEEEEAARGGGGGGGGG!
YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Mfmffmmshhh!"  Letting go of the dick, which dripped long lengthy cum
lines, and then got hard quickly again and spurted some more jerking of its
own accord, Jeremy gasped, "They'll hear!"

Jesse gasped louder than his lover, "LETEM!"

After the full release, Jeremy found his face (which he had to clean off
using the bed sheet), chest, stomach and shoulders were laced with large
helpings of white, yellow, and clear Jesse fluid! Wiping it off, to him it
felt almost solid and the word he'd use to think about it was: meaty. They
were spent for a time and collapsed; Jeremy on top Jesse, who threw his
back despite wanting to minister back to Jeremy but all he could manage was
to grab Jeremy's dick between their bellies and hold onto it until they
both jerked again and cummed up each other's stomachs and chests one more
time before falling asleep again, the events of the past few weeks spilling
out over them.

When they recovered and woke up...early morning on this planet...

"Okay, I'm going to go back to my room now," Jeremy stated.

"No, it's too dangerous to go that way," Jesse said, "Let's try the hallway
now..."  He went to the door and looked out the keyhole, "Hey, those weird
monks are gone. You can go out this way..."  He turned the brass door knob
and pulled the door.  It didn't open. "They've locked me in! Those
bastards. They've locked us in! Me in! How dare they."

Jeremy came up behind him, back to back, put his chest on Jesse's upper
back, and tried the door.  "Yeah," he said, calmly "Yeah, they did. Just
stay calm. We've faced down worse than these guys, whatever they may be."
He put his body closer into Jesse's back and his dick went up between butt
cheeks.

"I guess," Jesse looked around and squirmed from the attention his body was
getting, "What if..."

"Don't play what if..."  Jeremy gently turned Jesse around and kissed his
nipples, one kiss for each.  He then kissed his mouth and turned his head
from side to side. He breathed out heavily when finished, noticed Jesse's
eyes shut.

Jesse opened them again, "Okay...but what now? I mean we're still kinda
stranded without the TARDIS, without Damon, and without the Doctor or
K9...in a time we don't know and on a hostile, alien and far out, and not
very friendly planet. We don't where the Doct..."

He let go of his partner's arms and looked around, "...I think the
Doctor's...or whoever that bald guy is...I think he's being kept in a room
a floor above us..."  Jeremy looked up.

Jesse moved to in front of him again, "How do you know?"

Jeremy shrugged. "I don't, for sure. But I heard some noises above us
before and that's the general direction they took off in
and...besides...it's..."

"It's what?"

Jeremy screwed up his lips, "I don't know. Just something I feel. I feel
like that's the room he's in...or the level he's on...above us."

"Okay," Jesse said, "They still haven't brought us back our clothes so now
what do we do?"

Jeremy moved to the bed, picked up, and felt the bed ropes in his hands,
"Tie these bed ropes around me..."

"Shouldn't we do that later, when we're alone, in the same bed...and rested
after what we've just done..."

"Just do it, okay?"  Jeremy said. "...while I make some kind of covering
for myself..."  He started to tear apart the bed sheets.

In a make shift loin cloth...Jeremy stood at the window, the bed sheet tied
to one of the ancient metallic legs of the bed toward the end, which was
nearest the window.  "How'd I look?"

"Like you're in a diaper. You look like Baby New Year, you know the one
from the holiday special they show every Christmas time?"

"Yeah, yeah, I know the one."  Jeremy had the other end tied around himself
but with enough lead way so that he could hold a long portion of it after
it wound around his bare belly. "Okay, it should be long enough. It's just
enough of a precaution because I should be able to climb to the next level
and get into one of those windows."

"Are you sure about this?"

"Yeah, I hafta be," Jeremy put one leg on the window sill.

"How're you gonna get in through the window?"

"Smash in if I have to. With my bare..."

"Well, almost everything's bare..."  Jesse said but couldn't say more
because... Jeremy smiled, kissed Jesse on the mouth quickly and took to the
ledge.  He looked up and in the morning sunshine, he saw another ledge not
too far from a large stone gargoyle. The gargoyle looked less conventional
than the ones he had seen earlier when they entered the monastery. This one
featured a taller demonic form, horns, beard, moustache-like facial hair,
dark, sunken eyes of full black pupils, the torso of what looked like a
goat but in black sheep-like cotton, hooves...traditional but
non-traditional demonic form. He gripped its hips and pulled himself up to
the next ledge.  He reached up but found he'd have to jump to grab onto
it. "I thought this might be too easy."  He reached up and edged along the
ledge he was standing on to find a better spot to grab on to. The spot that
had been directly under him looked like the ledge had cracked somewhat. He
was sure even in that condition, it would hold him but he'd thought better
of chancing it.  "Doctor, I will find you," he jumped and missed and landed
back on the ledge, his bare feet nearly slipping. Fortunately the hot
orange sun had already dried up most of the wetness of the previous
day. Even so, he had to balance himself in the moment of panic as his feet
found the ledge again, slapping hard on the hot surface. They had already
acclimated themselves to that but the land almost send him into the wall of
the monastery and backlashed so that he'd fall. He caught his breath and
remembered that was why he had the bed sheet tied to him.  "Doctor, I will
find you if it's the last thing I do."  On the last word, he jumped up
again and caught hold of the ledge above. He made moaning sounds as he
began to pull himself up, his grip strong and steady and with fingers on
enough ledge to give him leverage to do so.

Jesse watched above with concern. He caught his breath and put his hands on
the sheets but didn't dare pull or push them. Either movement might
endanger what Jeremy was doing. What was he doing? Looking for a man that
may or may not be the Doctor. Who may or may not remember him...them. His
eyes went wide as Jeremy caught on the ledge. Then movement further out in
the sky caught his attention. Something in the air.

"Jeremy! Get back inside the monastery!!!!"

A huge reptilian bird monster flew at Jeremy's back, screeching. Jeremy
turned his head to see it. Jeremy screamed!!!!

Jesse gasped, "Hey over here, big piece of shit! The window!!!"  He was
trying to distract it. He turned as he heard the door lock to his room
open.

"Would you like your breakfast, sir?"  An old monk with no hair and a long
nose and tall but thick, almost fat, body, came in with a bread tray.

Jeremy fell off the ledge as the monster creature flew at him. The thing
seemed to be an alien version of a winged lizard-bird dinosaur. These
creatures on Earth were of the order Pterosauria. Webbed feet with four
claws came at Jeremy as he fell but the mouth opened wide and there were
many razor sharp teeth there. Jeremy screamed as he fell but the bed sheets
kept him from falling all the way down. He used his feet to hit the side
less harshly. He turned, dangling on the makeshift rope. He screamed as the
thing opened its mouth at him, a huge beak ready to spear him or the teeth
ready to gnash him up in them.

Jesse looked down. "I'm Brother Seventaseventyone. Hallo."

The monk, in a blue-red robe, sounded, like most of the others, to be
British. Jesse thought, for a second that for the first time, he noticed
the monks' names sounded like mathematical ones. Like numbers. Jesse
grabbed from the tray a huge piece of bread. "Hey, fuck face! Want some
breakfast!"

Jeremy looked up, "Not now."

"Not you! Him!"  Jesse tossed a huge piece onto the thing's beak. It
stopped in the nose dive and looked up at Jesse's window.  Jesse grabbed
another piece.  "Not afraid of you!"

The monk in the room, still held the tray, "Why should you be young man?"

"Shut up!"  Jesse tossed another at the winged monster. It blinked as it
hit one of its eyes. The thing screeched again. The sound of ten
banshees. Howling. Screaming. Jeremy tried to climb again but the thing,
undiverted this time, launched at Jeremy again. Jesse grabbed the entire
tray and flung it at the thing's back and hit it. The thing, almost
unfazed, felt it and its beak caught the bed sheet just above Jeremy's
head. It started to fly off with the rope...and the blond boy. Inside the
room, the bed moved to the window, nearly hitting Jesse as he moved out of
the way, pushing the monk aside, "Get outta my way!"  He turned and pointed
at the monk, "And don't ever lock me in again, you got that?"

Three more monks came in. They looked stern faced, less friendly. One said,
"What's going on here!?"

"Fuck off!"  Jesse yelled and had to get on the end of the bed to see
Jeremy turn, swing toward the monster's body..."What the hell, no! no!
no!!!! You can't do that!"

"Kippie Aii Aye muther fucker!"  Jeremy yelled and swung at the thing's
body. He hoped that scales were not razor sharp or he'd lose most of the
bottoms of his bare feet. He kicked onto it, off it, "Bonzai!!!!!"  As he
flew back, he managed to turn his body so that his feet were now facing the
building again. "One chance."  He looked at two sides of a great open
window, church like and stained glass and pretty colors shining rainbow
like--at him. "Great! Open!"

Inside the room behind the window, a short monk with a black mop top of
hair on his head smiled, "And now, we begin the vow of silence ceremony..."

In the room of the great window on that same level, a monk said, "I'll just
close these so we are not disturbed by any sound."

Beyond his feet, Jeremy saw the target: the great stained glass window,
"Just my luck!"  Jeremy gasped as he saw the windows being shut by a monk
in green robe. "Feet be damned, one last chance!"  He swung and yelled one
long yell. The monster was diving at him from behind.

"Let no sound silence or disgrace this ceremony. You monks in this room,
have taken a vow of silence to protect the most precious, the one we have
come to watch and guard...our Doctor...let the vow of no noise begin
now..."

At that exact moment, Jeremy's feet, flat out, smashed through the clumsy
wooden frame, the stained glass window, shattering it. He was feet first
flying through the room, yelling. "Hallowed by thy name!!!!"  He felt
himself being dragged back down by gravity and tried to undo the bed sheet
rope from his waist but managed to just undo the entire thing so that his
body fell, completely nude, onto a monk. He landed on the man's chest and
the monk looked at him. Jeremy looked down, putting hand to floor and
pushing himself up a bit. "Uhm...yeah...I know you like me. But I'm
taken...by the Doctor..."

"But we are the Doctor's..."

"Brother TentaEle, stop! You must not reveal our true natures."

Monks ran from the window as the dino bird stuck its beak in, flapping its
wings. It had been denied breakfast.

Jesse found a fallen piece of bread, and held it in his hands before
throwing it down, "One thing about you creepy monks, you sure were generous
about your breakfast bread."  He threw it at the monster and found
another. The thing unstuck its head from the window just as Jeremy had
gotten up and ran for a fire extinguisher and shot at its nose. The monster
looked up at Jesse and opened its mouth. Jesse tossed the bread into
it. The thing spat it out. "Poisoned?"  He turned accusingly at the four
monks in the room.

The friendly one, the first one, the one who carried the tray into the room
in the first place, was aghast. "Sir, young sir, I had no idea."

Jesse was on the foot of the bed.

Jeremy looked at the monk who told Brother TentaEle to stop in his
revelation. "What is it with you guys?"  He still held the fire
extinguisher.

"Kill him."

"What?"

"He was out of his room. He must not get to the ....kill him!"

Jeremy watched as the monks moved at him. He put his back to them and
rounded on the ones between him and the door. None spoke. "Gosh, you guys
were all chatty a moment ago."  He held the fire extinguisher and moved it
at the ones between him and the door. They backed off. He made his back
toward the door. He fired the extinguisher at the monks, who put their arms
up, and ran out. In the hallway of oak, a monk there tried to grab him but
Jeremy tossed him the fire extinguisher, which was caught by the
monk. Jeremy shoved him aside and ran...

Jesse grabbed the bed cover and flung it over two of the monks, two of the
mean ones. As they struggled, the nice one smiled. Jesse kicked out a foot
to the fourth one and sent him flying. He ran for the door and made it out
and shut it.  Jesse ran to an open hallway, ran up steps, and found a
balcony. Beneath it, he saw Jeremy running across a marble floor, chased by
what looked like fifty monks. "What can I do?"

Jeremy looked up as he ran, "Change of plans. Find the Doc. I'll keep them
busy!!!"

Jesse ran as monks stopped, unsure who to follow. He ran down the balcony
length and to a new hallway where the monks were unable to follow his
movements. He heard their footsteps coming up the steps. He ran to a
cupboard. Monks had already come up the steps to look for him. They looked
but found no one. "He could have gone down the other side."

"Find him. Find him and end his life. NOW!"

Jesse gulped. These guys sure were cold blooded. He didn't dare breath
until he heard the sound of their footsteps dwindle.

Jeremy ran down steps. Down, down, down. He found a landing and suddenly
there was no wall. He couldn't stop himself from falling off the side of
the floor and down further. He landed on soft material. Above, as he
stopped to listen, he heard the monks continuing to search for him but on
the level overhead. Jeremy shook his head and caught his breath. He found
himself amid laundry. He stood up on robes. Hundreds of them. He saw a
figure at the door and tensed. A nun. It looked like a nun, a black veil
over her face. She seemed to be using two bits of cardboard to skate. He
went wide eyed. What new strangeness was this? She...or least from what
Jeremy could tell it was a she...she glided over to him on her cardboard
skates and took him by the arm. His first impulse in this place was to pull
away but she seemed to want him to follow her. He tried to glide her way
but on bare feet...and it was odd. He realized that his nakedness didn't
bother her at all. Her body seemed frail and to the boy quite old. She
turned and stopped him, taking both hands instead of arm. She began to
dance with him. He felt quite nice in her arms. He moved closer to her. He
tensed. Movement at a long off door. This room was a long, old cement one,
gray and seemed to run the length of the monastery...or at least this
section.  A monk came in and looked at them. He shrugged, took his robes,
sandals, and head piece and left. Jeremy relaxed but wanted to follow
him. The nun realized this and took him over to a pile of clothing. In
front of it was a sonic machine. "This does the clothing? It...it looks
sonic."

The nun nodded in the positive.

As Jeremy started to gather up his belongings and Jesse's but realized they
were not going to do...they were practically rags anyway. He managed to
salvage the two old furry coats though.  When finished, his head ended up
at the machines.  He stared at one, amid the many, all similar, all white
and with metal lining, all with rounded view windows on them.
"These...these sonic machines."  The nun nodded in the
positive. "They...why, they look like...well, we have traditional Earth
type, old fashioned washing machines and clothes dryers as well in the
TARDIS but these sonic things look not unlike the sonic showers and dish
washers and driers and washing machines in ...in the TARDIS."  He wanted to
kiss her thank you. He moved to lift her veil but she nodded "no" to him
and he kissed her hand instead.  "Thank you."  He put on a pair of pull
string pants, leaving his top bare from the hips up. He found clothes for
Jesse and the Doctor, too. He put on sandals he found and took two pairs
for the others. He walked out and heard the monk that came into the laundry
room close a door. As he left, he failed to notice the nun's body
language. It drooped back to a sadness of infinite longing.

Jeremy followed the sound to an old black colored corridor. The walls were
made of black wood. He found a white door among them. It seemed to be
marble but it had an old fashioned and large keyhole. He looked through it.
The monk he had seen took off his old robe and put on the clean
one. Jeremy's eyes went wide as the monk's body was seen to him. The anus
was ...just not there. There were no testicles, no penis, no anus. The body
looked almost melted, almost all white, milky white in most places, almost
translucent in others. The monk sat in front of a mirror and looked at his
own face.

Jesse waited until the monks were gone. "Murderous monks. Just great. And
not the Meddling Monk...at least that we know of. And me, I'm talking to
myself."  He moved to a door. "This should be the one me thinks."  He
opened it. The room was dark. In the center of this dark room, toward a
window ----which had closed shutters that appeared not to have been opened
for a century, was a man. Jesse swallowed. He was afraid but he'd been
through worse. He moved himself closer. The man was sitting, with his back
to him. He wore a black hood and a black robe attached to it. "Doctor?"  He
had to know. He moved closer and knew he had to touch the man. "Is it you?"
He moved closer and closer. He touched the back of the man. He bent down,
bending at the knees to get low.  He reached up to take off the hood.

Jeremy peeked through the keyhole, oblivious to what might be going on
behind him. He saw the monk take off a wig. The man's long black hair was
just a wig. Under it was a bald man. No surprise there, most of the monks
here were bald and proud to show it. Then the man started to use tissues to
take off ...something on his eyes. Eye make up. Okay. Jeremy thought,
okay...he likes to look good...or young or something. The man started to
use tissues and some kind of make up remover to remove mascara, make up on
his face, too. The monk took out contacts from his eyes. Removed lip
stick. "What the hell?"

Jesse reached but the veined hands of the man grabbed over his hands and
the man, said, "Allow me..."  The man took off the hood himself. He
swiveled in place on the ground. The man was on his knees but he bent up as
Jesse bent down to him. The man looked like Patrick
Stewart. "Doctor?!?!?!!! It is you!"  Jesse laughed. "It's me, Jesse."

The deep voice cut through Jesse as it said, evenly, "I don't know any
Jesse..."

The robe dropped. Jeremy peered through the key hole as the monk stood and
dropped his new robe as if he forgot to do something. Jeremy winced and
took his eyesight away from the keyhole for moment. He forced himself to
look in again. The man began to apply makeup all over his body. Jeremy
watched in stunned silence...

Jesse looked at this new Doctor. "Doctor, remember. Try to remember."  He
went up to him. The man was about a half inch or more taller than he
was. If this was the Doctor, it would take some getting used to. His
Doctor...the only one he knew personally and intimately, although giving
off a tall demeanor and personality, was a bit shorter than himself and
shorter than Jeremy. That Doctor had been about 5'5 or even shorter at 5'4
or so. This one seemed, at Jesse's first guess, to be about 5'8. Jesse put
his hands to the Doctor's head, gently taking the sides off the temple. It
felt weird to touch a man who might be...who he was sure was the Doctor and
not know the body intimately. Jesse brought the man's gaze down to his
own. The eyes seemed to change color, mirroring whatever clothing was
reflected in them. Again, another thing to get used to. The previous Doctor
had light brown eyes. These were hazel green. And he wasn't completely
bald. There was some hair on the sides of his head, mostly above his
ears. He looked very distinguished. "Doctor, try. You have to remember
me. I can tell just from looking at your eyes, that its you."

The Doctor remained staring into Jesse's eyes, down at him a bit. Not a
trace of malice or evil in his eyes, Jesse thought. Innocence. "They
say..."  he started, sounding like he was just lecturing a graduate course
and sincerely. "...they say that the eyes are the window to the soul..."
he gave a little chuckle, "Biblical, you know, but you also know, Cicero
once told me something like that..."

Jesse laughed, "Doc--tor..."

The Doctor took Jesse's hands and moved them away. He turned away. "I think
you should go before they get very mad..."

"They're trying to kill us."

"Madder."

Jesse smiled, "That's something the Doctor, my Doctor ...would say."

The Doctor turned around. His voice was full of emotion, almost anger, and
almost hate. "I AM YOUR DOCTOR!"

"But you can't remember my name."  He didn't mean that to sound as accusing
as it did. He lightened his tone. "Of course, we read all about
regeneration in the TARDIS data files...but actually experience a new ...a
new you...is the reason you don't remember because of the regeneration?"

"I..."  he held his head. "I don't know."  He came over to Jesse. "I do
know you."  He took Jesse by the shoulders. Then he dropped his hands and
held his own breasts through the robe he wore. He shook his head slightly
up and down and with a renewed confidence. "I do know you. I do. I do. That
much I do know. I know you. Yes, indeed."  He smiled and Jesse smiled
back. "You're Jeremy. Good to see you."

"No, Doctor..."  Jesse dropped his smile. "Jeremy's here though."

"Justin."

Jesse shook his head and tried not to make a face.

The Doctor tried other names with the same result from Jesse.
"Jason. Jamie. Judas? I know I'll get it..."

"Doctor, never mind that. It's Jesse. What's going on here? Who are these
monks? What kind of a planet are we on anyway? What kind of a planet is
this and why does it seem to be constantly changing? And what...why are
these dickless monks trying to kill me and Jeremy?"

"One thing at a time or is that one time at a thing?"  The austere...for
that was the one word to describe this regal Doctor...Time Lord
stiffened. "I ...I'm not even sure it is a regen...Jesse," he gasped, "I
think that I brought them here..."

"You brought them here?"  Jesse said and that sounded accusing. He tempered
it, "You did!? You mean they're not from this part of the planet?"

"I think they are but not this time? Or this particular continent."  The
deep voice was also going to be difficult to get used to. The Doctor spun
around and around as he tried to recall what was going on.

Jeremy watched and as he did, he tried to hold in a sneeze. He
couldn't. The monk inside heard it and turned around. Jeremy saw the
face. Melted like wax. No eyes from the deep slits that had a cream like
color and texture to them. The entire body was that way. Jeremy wanted to
scream but couldn't.

The Doctor talked to Jesse, "I brought them here after the real monks
left."

"You brought them here....then before that there were other monks here?"

"I learned from them. They taught me many good things. But then one day
they left. They were gone. I don't know if they left of their own accord or
if time snatched them away. I still needed healing and so I used a machine
that was here...in this house, my families' house..."

"Family!!!"  Jesse gasped, "Then...then this is Gallifrey!!!!"

Jeremy gasped and fell on his knees as the dickless crotch filled his view
as the monk approached the door. The thing on the other side, the monk, put
a hand to the door knob to turn it but hesitated. Jeremy looked in and saw
the monk's dickless crotch. He was about to take off and run...unaware that
other monks were walking into the hallway.

"Yes, yes, that's it, that's the name, Gallifrey!"  the Doctor snapped his
fingers, "We are on Gallifrey!!!"  He then calmed down. "Or maybe it's just
their holiday retreat on Delphon where we had to learn to use our eyebrows
to communicate...this body would have a bit of problem with that I can tell
you..."

"But what are monks doing in your family's house?"

"Perhaps it's not my family's home at all."

"For Pete's sakes! Don't you remember anything?"

"No."

Jesse was frustrated now and showing it and didn't care. "I mean we've been
gone for weeks from you. In some alternate universe I think where there
were vampires, superheroes, and werewolves, now this. Giant frogs trying to
eat us, naked cavemen, hairy and yucky raping me, eating white muck that
looks like cum..."

"Well, there's the up side..."

"DOCTOR!"

The door was flung open by the monk. Jeremy fell sideways and tripped over
himself as he saw the monk. He rose up to face the faceless thing. "Hi,"
was all he could say. He turned to run but found the hallway filled with
monks. Many were removing their wigs, their make up with tissues...

"No need for this pretense any longer."

Robes fell. Jeremy screwed up his face in pain as he had to watch the monks
disrobe. It was not a pretty sight.



The Doctor went on, "Either way...anyway there was a machine here...I
brought them here...to help me heal my hurt...hurt..."  He paused as if he
remembered something.  "Hurt that...hurt from you and the other
one. Justin..."

"Jeremy!"

"Yes, yes. I guess I thought that you leaving me or me leaving you..."

"You prick!"

The monks moved at him. Not all of them took off their make up. Jeremy saw
one and smacked the face, his hand sliding on make up. The make up peeled
away and he saw the cream-white face beneath. The contact on that side came
out and there was no eye beneath the slit. It looked like an incomplete
being. A dummy. A wax figure. But it kept moving.

"Kill him."

"Slay him."

"Don't let him get near the one."

Jeremy took one nearest him and flung him into the other. He ran but a wall
of them came up at him. He managed to use karate against many of them. Some
hit the walls, some fell, some were harder to cast aside but he kept at
it. He flipped one into another.

"Prick, is that my real name?"

"No, it's an insult, meaning you are an emotional cripple. A stupid idiot
who doesn't love us!"

"What? I've NEVER handled emotional things well. I...I didn't think...they
would do anything to keep you both from me. From hurting me."

"Why? Hurt you because we loved you? You can't keep from loving us back!"

The Doctor seemed to ignore him.  "Jesse. I know what they are now. I
remember! They're my Watchers. Between every regeneration...and I've had
what? Close to 1000?"

Jesse could only shrug.  Neither he nor Jeremy knew exactly how many times
the Doctor regenerated and they both suspected neither did the Doctor. To
complicate facts, the Doctor was once another being before he was the
Doctor, possibly a God or possibly another Time Lord or something
altogether different...known as the Other. He must have had other lives as
the Other too.

"You remembered my name..."

"...between each and every one of those, there were Watchers, a sort of in
between stage being who is part the Doctor before me and part the Doctor to
be....they look out for me...keep my old body safe and keep sure that the
new body...will arise...and if need be be a catalyst for the
change...They're all my Watchers..."

"Their names, First to Sec. Between the First Doctor and the Second
Doctor. Are they mathematical constructs, like the ones Adric could make
from block transfer computation?"

"No," the Doctor said, almost too face as if he knew what that meant, which
he did. Then he hesitated, "I knew what that meant," and he smiled to
himself.  "If it's any consolation, they're me. They ARE me. Between each
and every one of me."  He blinked. "They won't..."

"Yeah well, right now they're trying to murder Jeremy!"

"They will."

Jeremy was winded but he managed to make it to the corner of the hallway, a
black oak affair. Monks were all around and kept coming... He put his arms
up to defend himself...He made a ju jitsu fist, hands slightly bent,
knuckles out first...

"They'll do anything to you both to keep you from me...we've got to find
him!!!"  The Doctor ran to the door to take charge but a pain struck him in
the stomach and he bent over in pain. "They're about to kill him now! I can
feel it! My own selves, part of me, my Watchers...cornering him!"

"KILL HIM! SLAY HIM! MURDER HIM BEFORE HE GETS TO THE ONE!"

Monks seemed to cover the corner Jeremy was in...